Becky Lynch Broken Nose 소설 & 이야기

She caught me with my pants down — literally — because otherwise there is no way she could have landed a clean shot without me flattening her first. I could not believe that woman broke my nose. And then instead of going after Mandi the way any reasonable person would have, she helped the girl up and walked her out like they were old friends or something. Dr. Ramirez wasn’t around, but I found Shawn. He stuffed a tampon up my nostril and pushed the bridge back into place. I could only hope he got it straight — the last thing I needed was to spend the rest of my life walking around with a crooked nose.

A nurse yelled to her other nurses around as they had me accompanied into the warden. “He was attacked by some roadside monks!” Logan said and then winked at me. “Are you two friends?” A lady doctor walked in with a smile creased on her face and then had gloves worn walking towards me. She grabbed my nose, examining the bridge of my nose. “A broken nose,” She said. “Is that bad?” I asked. “We’ll find out,” She said, smiling at me.

I let myself get played. I quickly jumped down from my bed and straight into the bathroom and took a hasty shower then to my room to dress up. He did not only dump me, but humiliated me in front of all my important guests and my business rivalries. I got distracted from my thoughts when a knock came to my door. "miss Rose, are you up?" It was the voice of my PA. I dragged myself to the door and opened up for her. "glad you're feeling better now. here, for your hangover and please come down for breakfast once you wash up." she said handing me a cup of tea.

Johnson said, which I couldn't agree more with. After about 15 minutes Ella woke up from the drugs that the nurses put her under and the doctor came in. It's a good thing that she woke up when she did because we're leaving Virginia tomorrow and going to our next show which is in Nebraska. And I absolutely refuse to leave Ella here no matter how bad I want to visit Omaha. "So we ran a few test and it seems as though Ella is suffering a concussion and a sprained wrist." The doctor said while looking at his clipboard.

"You're... back." "Don't talk," I said, already assessing her injuries with the clinical part of my brain that was trying desperately not to shut down from the overwhelming rage and horror. Broken nose, shattered cheekbone, possible skull fracture, definitely cracked ribs, internal bleeding likely, severe contusions and lacerations everywhere. "Save your strength. I'm going to get you to the clinic."

I was stil trying to find out how bad she was. “I was able to find out how badly Taelin beat Shayla.” Mike announced. “Fuck, can you two not fucking do that.” I hissed. “Sorry.” Raul said. “Well how much damage did Taelin do?” I asked. “Shayla has a broken nose, which was not Taelin’s fault. When she first lunged at Taelin, Taelin stepped to the side causing Shayla to fall flat on her face breaking her nose. Taelin did break Shayla’s jaw and when Shayla pulled her down onto the ground Shayla broke her wrist. She also has a couple of broken ribs.” Mike told us.

"You're not going to believe this…. I'm pretty sure there's something wrong with me." I raised an eyebrow skeptically, giving him a skeptical once over. "So… what does that mean exactly?" I asked. He laughed lightly. "My nose is broken." I blinked. "Seriously? You got your nose broken trying to protect me?" I chuckled. "Well, that explains the smell–" "No, I mean I broke my nose. Like… my nose. I was attacked by some rogue lycan," he said, rolling his left shoulder experimentally. "Attacked?" I said faintly.

Meanwhile, at the Lynch residence, a shout resounded. "Oh, my God! Simon! What happened to your nose?" Having been struck down by Jasper's powerful punch, Simon was diagnosed with a broken nasal bone. There was a possibility that his sense of smell would be affected, making it challenging to distinguish scents. For someone like Simon, who couldn't distinguish between right and wrong, the ability to distinguish scents didn't seem significant. What bothered him more was the prospect of having his own rib used to reconstruct his nose, not to mention undergoing plastic surgery. It was a nightmare!

"Is that why it feels all crunchy?" Jack nodded. "I've broken my nose many times. I can fix it for you, but it won't be straight." Lexi tilted her head looking at Jack's nose. "It doesn't look too bad." Jack rubbed it. "Brooke fixed it. It wasn't pleasant." "Aunt Brooke isn't always gentle." Jack smiled and shook his head. Aunt Brooke, he never expected to hear that out of Lexi's mouth. "Alright, muffin, let's get going. The longer we wait, the harder it will be to fix."

But I laugh loud and hard without any real humor in my voice. "Well, my Luna taught you, human or not, she can demolish you," I sneer at her broken face. I wish she could see my disgust for her. Dr. King comes through my door quickly and rushes to Abby when he sees her face. I am silent while he examines the dumb she-wolf. He digs in his bag for gloves and then lightly presses along Abby's face. After a few minutes, he stands up straight. "Abby, both your eyesockets are broken. Your nose was broken but is healing. Your jaw is broken and will take the longest to heal...Do you know who did this to you," Dr. King says after finishing his examination.